News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-09-29

81 hope so. He is not much of
speller himself"
"He spelt 'adored' with two d's tn
other day-'My addored one.' 1t locke,
so funny
"Mr. Hamilton is away just now, i
he not?" Rosalind asked presently.
eyes. He went to his sisters wed
ding. wish it was to his own"
ffHe does not live in barracks,
Think"
''No; he has rooms in Diamond Cres
cent, No. Is, and Gerard Townsent
lives with him."
''He is the woman hating person wh'
is reading for something and never goe
out And now l suppose yOr
are going to write to your adored Tom
L am going out for walk"
''And wont you advise me how to gel
back my photograph? I wish L had
not given it to him.
''Oh, SO you did give it -
81 am afraid 1 did," sighed Lefty.
''But he begged so hard, and said he
had never cared enough for any girl to
ask for her likeness before"
''Poor fellow But he must give il
up. Now go and write your letter .
And Rosalind ran out of the room.
! About an hour later young lady with
a macintosh on her arm Knocked at the
door of Is Diamond Crescent. She had
evidently been walking fast, for her
cheeks were glowing and her eyes were
bright.
''This is awful, she said to herself,
as she heard steps approaching the door
! on the inside. A civil-looking woman
opened it.
"Are-are the gentlemen at home o.
| the visitor asked. 81 mean-is Mr..
Townsend at home? [ am his sister,
and he expects me, think.
"Oh, walk in, ma'am, if you please.
Mr.. Townsend told me YOU were not
coming until tomorrow; he is out just
now, but your room is quite ready.
Have you no luggage, ma'am?"
The visitor muttered something about
the station as she went into the hall.
"Please show me into the sitting room, .
she said; 81 can wait for my brother
there. No, thank you; no tea. Is this
this the room p
'Yes, ma'am. The gentlemen has
this between them. Mr.. Hamilton is
coming back unexpected this evening.
He was telegraphed for, as there is some
talk of the regiment leaving at once.
''What is that noise 2" the visitor
asked.
Grain, ma am. It's a thunder shower,
think. 1t always makea that noise on
the roof of the verander. It's well you
was under cover, ma'am.
Rosalind gave a sigh of relief rs the
door at last closed behind the landlady.
"Now, if by a stroke of good fortune L
can commit my felony and get away be-
fore-my brother comes in-whatan ex-
traordinary thing that he should be ex-
pecting his sister. suppose" (glancing
at cabinet photograph on the chimney
piece) ''that is the man himself Why,
he must be forty at least Now, / won
der where Mr.. Geoff keeps his treasures?
In a drawer, of course; but which
drawer? l do not half like rummaging
among the poor mans possessions, but
he brought it ON himself.
She presently came upon a packet
neatly tied up with red ribbon and
sealed. She pinched it. 1t evidently
contained a photograph, for she felt the
cardboard, and there was something soft
that might be glove; and surely those
were withered flowers that cracked as
she pressed them and the more lumpy
enclosures must be letters. Should she
unite the ribbon and break the seal
But time was passing, and there was
really no necessity. Then she turned
the packet over and found an inscrip-
ton that settled the question. In mans
writing were the words: ''L's likeness
and letters. Very precious"
ttDo- D., I
devotedly he loves her am so sorry
for him. Very precious he calls
them," Rosalind murmured. s'But
precious or not, must rob him of them.
We cannot lose Tom. 1 wonder what
Lefty will say when she sees them
Now, wish I were safely out of this.
must write the tiniest scrap of note
and leave it for poor dear Geoff.
She closed the drawer, put the packet
in her pocket, and wrote hastily on a
half sheet of paper, "L.'s sister has
taken what you have no right to keep
against her will -
She had just addressed the envelope
when she heard steps on the stairs; in
another moment the door was opened
and handsome young man came.
"How awkward I" thought Rosalind
'rBut must keep up the character of
Townsend's sister. Who in the world
is he2"
Mt her. She was the prettiest girl he
had seen for many a day. She made
him little bow. 81 am Mr. Towns
ends sister," she said, "and L expect
him every moment; he does not expect
me until tomorrow Did not the land
lady tell you was here?''
''She-she-she did % the young man
gasped.
''What a donkey he isl" thought
merciless Rosalind, quite at her ease,
although she had just been robbing
drawer 81 wonder if you would mind
going to look for my brother" she said
aloud in the sweetest manner. cit
would be so very kind. It is awkward
to be here all alone with-people com
ing in" She gave him a little smile to
indicate that he was one of the people
/ have to go to the station for my lug
dreadful stories / am
telling," she added to herself;) then
aloud, "and, perhaps, by the time L
come back he will be here.
"Oh, you will come back, will you?
But it's raining cats and dogs! you'll be |
"Oh, dear, no! | have a waterproof" |
md Rosalind took up her cloak |
Thank you," as the young man rushed
And you will go and find-Gerard for
ne" she said turning to him with the
sweetest smile. There was the slightest
L l. ,A,4. L,
name; he noticed nothing but the
beauty of her eyes. ''Thank you very
much!"
She was gone before he recovered
himself, and when Geoff Hamilton came
into the sitting room at No. Is n few
minutes later, he found his friend Town
send hanging out of the window.
"Hello, Geel" he said, "what's up2
You look dazed! Seen a ghost2'
''No, but the prettiest girl in the
world. She was here She said she
was my sister. She asked me to 90 and
look for-myself, while she went to the
station for her luggage"
"Then she'll be back"
"Not shel She turned the other wav."
"Then who in the world is she, and |
what brought her here?"
Il suspect you know all about that, |
you rascal She's one of your army of |
martyrs, / take it.
Rubbish 1 am the martyr! What's
ihis 2" He had picked up Rosalinds |
note from the writing table "'G. |
Hamilton, ESQ., Now for the heart of |
he mystery" He opened the note and
.ead it. Then he threw himself into a
hair with very red face. Then he
nnohed. Then / am afraid he swOre.